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Chapter 189 Willingly Forming a Contract with You
Away from the lava, wildfires, and thick smoke, Qinglan's mind gradually cleared.

He stared at Fuying, who was so close to him, his gray-brown eyes filled with disbelief. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he murmured in a low, hoarse voice, "...Aying? Is that you?"

Fu Ying gently placed the duck on the ground, turned to look at Qing Lan, their eyes met, her red lips curved slightly, she suddenly stepped forward, reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, a gentle spiritual energy emanated from her palm and circled around his body.

After quickly examining Qinglan's injuries, Fuying breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were all superficial wounds and not serious.

It seems that Yu Li kidnapped Qinglan this time only for Wu.

Only when Fuying embraced her tightly did Qinglan come back to her senses.

He suddenly tightened his arms, holding Fuying firmly in his embrace. His thin chin pressed deeply into her shoulder, and his ethereal voice, still carrying a lingering hoarseness, seemed to be squeezed out from his chest.

"I thought I would never see you again."

Fu Ying pursed her red lips, held Qing Lan's waist tightly, and lowered her eyes to conceal her emotions: "I won't let anything happen to you."

She lowered her eyes, her heart still pounding as she recalled the scene she had just witnessed.

Fuying's fingertips trembled slightly.

Beneath my palm, Qinglan's back was shockingly thin; he probably hadn't had a single day of relaxation since the tribal trade fair.

If she were just an ordinary female, she would have severely reprimanded Qinglan, calling her a fool who was so sincere that she couldn't even be flexible.

But she wasn't.

Her mission almost failed. If Qinglan had been a little more selfish and left Wu's side, missing the opportunity, Wu might already be dead. In that case, the mission would have failed, and she would have had to leave the Beastman Continent.

Thinking of this, Fuying hugged Qinglan tighter.

She closed her eyes, somewhat afraid to think about what would happen if she had arrived even a moment later.
Qinglan was willing to sacrifice herself to save Wu. This pure kindness, which was almost self-destructive, made her feel foolish, but at the same time, it also made her feel a subtle pain in her heart.

These male orcs are always like this; they all possess a charismatic personality honed to the extreme.

Such temptation is an extremely cruel test for those on the mission.

She couldn't guarantee that she would be able to remain calm and composed every day in the future, and not be swayed by emotions; she could only constantly remind herself of this.

Complete the task as soon as possible.

"Next time, protect yourself first." Fuying buried her face in her light blue flaxen hair, her voice fading into the close embrace of their necks.

Qinglan felt a sharp pain from being squeezed so tightly, but as she listened to the soft breaths in her ear, her eyes were filled with pure joy.

He knew that Aying felt sorry for him.

After a long while, Qinglan stepped back slightly, her well-defined knuckles gently stroking Fuying's cheek. Her clean, gentle eyes seemed to be looking at the most beautiful scenery in her world: "Aying, what are you doing here?"

Fu Ying explained in a low voice for a few moments, then asked, "Was it Wu who led you away from Cloud Mist Cliff?"

Upon hearing the word "wu," Qinglan instantly snapped back to reality and hurriedly turned to look at the young man lying on the ground. He was still unconscious, his long, golden-red hair spread out like a beautiful painting, which only made the bloodstains on his lips stand out even more.

Qinglan's breathing hitched slightly, and she whispered, "Aying, Wu, will he be alright?"

Fu Ying turned to look at Wu and shook her head: "I've already given him the medicine. The elixir will slowly repair his body. However, since his lungs and internal organs are damaged, it will be a long process."

Before the words were finished, a sudden gust of wind swept across the sky, and the circling golden eagle cried out before swooping down and transforming into several beastmen. They stood frozen five steps away, staring at the duck lying on the ground, not daring to approach rashly, until Yu Li arrived after hearing the news.

"Brother!" Yu Li's expression changed drastically when he saw Wu, who was unconscious.

He strode forward, grabbed the man, his long fingers trembling involuntarily, his handsome face pale. Without even glancing at Fuying, he prepared to lead the man back to his lair.

Fu Ying glanced at him but didn't stop him. She said calmly, "If you want him dead, then take him away."

Yu Li abruptly stopped, raising her eyes to look at Fu Ying with a gloomy expression, her voice cold and harsh: "If it weren't for you, how could my brother be like this? I'm taking him back to the tribe, the shaman will definitely save him! He definitely will!"

"Is that so? I need to make it clear to you beforehand. The gu was already broken in star pattern, losing the power that ordinary males possess. He was also severely injured by the giant tree, and his internal organs were shattered. Apart from me, no one in this world can save him."

Fu Ying's expression was indifferent, and every word he spoke was extremely blunt.

Yu Li's face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with dark and unclear emotions. He could sense that Wu's condition was not good, but he was still skeptical of Fu Ying's words.

"Go and invite the shaman." His voice was cold and deep, and his arm around Wu was stiff as a board.

The tribesmen standing behind him nodded and immediately transformed into golden eagles, soaring into the sky towards their nest.

Before long, he returned with an elderly male orc.

The old orc had golden feathers in his hair. Although his hair was gray, he had a powerful aura about him, suggesting that he must have been a formidable figure in the Golden Eagle tribe when he was young.

As soon as the old orc landed, Yu Li pulled him over.

However, as he examined Wu, his deeply lined face gradually became serious. His withered fingers hovered over Wu's heart for a long time, then he whispered a few words to Yu Li and shook his head.

Yu Li's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and each word seemed to be forced out from between her teeth: "Is there really no other way?"

The old orc looked down at the eagle, his eyes filled with sorrow, and shook his head, saying, "The eagle is a rare mutated golden eagle in our tribe. I watched it hatch... but now it only has one breath left."

Blood vessels seeped from Yu Li's golden pupils, and her knuckles cracked as she clenched them.

After a long pause, he turned to look at Fuying, his voice hoarse as if ground by sand: "Since you know his situation, is there any way to save him? Fuying, Wu is your male! He was the one who willingly formed a bond with you in Chapter 189!"

His voice was sharp, and a suppressed gasp escaped his throat.

Fu Ying tilted her head and glanced at him: "Wu is my mate, of course I will save him, but he has to come with me."

Yu Li stiffened, glanced down at the unconscious Wu, her jawline hardening sharply, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, but I want to go with you! I'm worried about him going with you alone."

Fu Ying scoffed upon hearing this, a mocking glint in her eyes: "What? Afraid I'll go back on my word?"

She glanced at Yu Li lightly and sneered, "There's no need for that. I want to see Wu alive more than anyone else. In time, I will naturally return to you a lively and healthy prince."

Yu Li's body temperature plummeted: "Based on what you've done in the past, do you think I'd believe a single word you say?"

Fu Ying's lips twitched, and she waved her hand: "Fine, whatever."

Qinglan stood to the side, her gray-brown eyes sweeping over Yuli like mist, and she tightened her grip on Fuying's hand slightly.

(End of this chapter)